Noisia, Foreign Beggars - Soul Purge lyrics
[Noisia, Foreign Beggars - Soul Purge lyrics]
What a night, sodom right type
Spilt words and accents like
Blood from fright night
End of the market day, fruit not ripe
That's getting thrown in the gutter
Slippers whisper sickness
Rappers get torn asunder with the
Quickness of lightning delayed
Latency thunder, ripping up a town
From beneath the grounds, under the deep
We lounge under the sound but
We'll travel on rupture
Unravel your structure
Gene code breaking down so
Battle of master strength
Need no weapons, spit shells
Rappers get touched up
Only the strong survive, get shaken
Arise and thus start to be taken alive
While our weed smoke to new
Highs of blue skies
The mind's eye never lies
Closed and lost like god's
Severed divine ties nervous, twisted
Coarse enough and convoluted
Slightly edgy, messy, caught in the net
Left to our own devices
These thoughts we collect
But after the soul purge
We emerge from the depths nervous, twisted
Coarse enough and convoluted
Slightly edgy, messy, caught in the net
Left to our own devices
These thoughts we collect
But after the soul purge
We emerge from the depths
Yo, I stay livid
Brain withered and face grinning
Chase women
Race winning in this fake kingdom
Race to place faith in this bait system
Stray pilgrim
Changing name 'til his fate gives in
Days spinning, out of control
Time's speeding
Mind feeling for hope, but my life's bleeding
I write, read
And recite bereave that despite
Freedom my life's leaving
Three times of the wind of this nice evening
I fight feelings, dry feeling, my frail skin
My plight's flimsy like the tale
Of a fell king set sail to the blue yonder
And hope for no return let's be failing
She's to wonder if our souls should burn
I close the urn, toes turned to the wind
False discern
These yokes are learning to sin
Hurt within crushed feelings of a lust lost
Last seeing us believing that we must rot
Nervous, twisted
Coarse enough and convoluted
Slightly edgy, messy, caught in the net
Left to our own devices
These thoughts we collect
But after the soul purge
We emerge from the depths
Spilt words and accents like
Blood from fright night
End of the market day, fruit not ripe
That's getting thrown in the gutter
Slippers whisper sickness
Rappers get torn asunder with the
Quickness of lightning delayed
Latency thunder, ripping up a town
From beneath the grounds, under the deep
We lounge under the sound but
We'll travel on rupture
Unravel your structure
Gene code breaking down so
Battle of master strength
Need no weapons, spit shells
Rappers get touched up
Only the strong survive, get shaken
Arise and thus start to be taken alive
While our weed smoke to new
Highs of blue skies
The mind's eye never lies
Closed and lost like god's
Severed divine ties nervous, twisted
Coarse enough and convoluted
Slightly edgy, messy, caught in the net
Left to our own devices
These thoughts we collect
But after the soul purge
We emerge from the depths nervous, twisted
Coarse enough and convoluted
Slightly edgy, messy, caught in the net
Left to our own devices
These thoughts we collect
But after the soul purge
We emerge from the depths
Yo, I stay livid
Brain withered and face grinning
Chase women
Race winning in this fake kingdom
Race to place faith in this bait system
Stray pilgrim
Changing name 'til his fate gives in
Days spinning, out of control
Time's speeding
Mind feeling for hope, but my life's bleeding
I write, read
And recite bereave that despite
Freedom my life's leaving
Three times of the wind of this nice evening
I fight feelings, dry feeling, my frail skin
My plight's flimsy like the tale
Of a fell king set sail to the blue yonder
And hope for no return let's be failing
She's to wonder if our souls should burn
I close the urn, toes turned to the wind
False discern
These yokes are learning to sin
Hurt within crushed feelings of a lust lost
Last seeing us believing that we must rot
Nervous, twisted
Coarse enough and convoluted
Slightly edgy, messy, caught in the net
Left to our own devices
These thoughts we collect
But after the soul purge
We emerge from the depths